Sword Douluo in a Difficult Position

Although Tang San had not performed particularly brilliantly in the final match against the three members of the Golden Generation, Bibi Dong still considered him a rare talent.

She would not judge someone's aptitude based on a single match. Compared with Dai Mubai, who had suddenly stood out, Tang San was more in line with Bibi Dong's standards.

Bibi Dong also had other considerations. It was true that the Clear Sky Sect had gone into seclusion, but who knew whether they might emerge again? She would certainly not overlook such a significant uncertainty.

"Let's not discuss that for now. These are the prizes for this tournament's champions—three Soul Bones over ten thousand years old." Bibi Dong took an exquisitely crafted box from her Storage Ring and handed it to Tang San.

"The three Soul Bones are inside. Keep them safe."

Tang San accepted the Soul Bones respectfully on the surface, but inwardly, he could not suppress his doubts. Was Spirit Hall really going to let this go so easily?

Based on how Grandmaster and the headmaster had described Spirit Hall, it did not seem like the kind of faction willing to let others take advantage of it!

After taking the box containing the Soul Bones, Tang San immediately stored it in his Soul Tool. If everyone could simply part in peace, that would naturally be for the best.

"Then, Your Holiness, this junior Tang San shall take his leave!"

Tang San only wanted to stay as far away from Bibi Dong as possible. This woman, who appeared dignified and beautiful, was in truth filled with danger. Whether from Grandmaster, the headmaster, and the others' descriptions or from his own personal experience, everything indicated that this woman was an exceedingly terrifying figure.

Before Tang San could withdraw, Bibi Dong smiled faintly